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Iron
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I feel like a sardine in a barrel, a sardine that once lived in the open sea. I feel suffocated by civilization, and by the punctuality and constant availability one must maintain in order to achieve anything within it.
Where I lived before I moved, I was surrounded by forest. I could wander for hours without seeing a single person. Walking in the woods was a central part of my daily routine. That was where I found peace, and above all the breathing space to think. I could walk and daydream for hours about everything and nothing. If I had a problem, I could usually find a solution out in the forest.
But now nothing is the same. Occasionally I get a small taste of that old feeling, but it is nowhere near what I once had. Where I live now there is almost no forest. There are houses everywhere, and traffic at all times. And if I walk to one of the small patches of woods in the area now, I find it littered with trash and plastic.
I walk around cursing the people who litter inside og me, wishing they would be tortured in hell, where they belong. I get so irritated.
Perhaps you think I’m some kind of climate and environmental fanatic, but no, I do nott even believe in climate change. I think it’s nonsense invented by the world’s elite to create fear and control, and to tax us even more than they already do. Probably some nonsense some satanic Jew once came up with.
No, what really irritates me is that I never get any peace from other people. I can’t even vent my anger in the forest without some sign of previous human activity showing up. I never get any peace.
Where I lived before I moved, I was surrounded by forest. I could wander for hours without seeing a single person. Walking in the woods was a central part of my daily routine. That was where I found peace, and above all the breathing space to think. I could walk and daydream for hours about everything and nothing. If I had a problem, I could usually find a solution out in the forest.
But now nothing is the same. Occasionally I get a small taste of that old feeling, but it is nowhere near what I once had. Where I live now there is almost no forest. There are houses everywhere, and traffic at all times. And if I walk to one of the small patches of woods in the area now, I find it littered with trash and plastic.
I walk around cursing the people who litter inside og me, wishing they would be tortured in hell, where they belong. I get so irritated.
Perhaps you think I’m some kind of climate and environmental fanatic, but no, I do nott even believe in climate change. I think it’s nonsense invented by the world’s elite to create fear and control, and to tax us even more than they already do. Probably some nonsense some satanic Jew once came up with.
No, what really irritates me is that I never get any peace from other people. I can’t even vent my anger in the forest without some sign of previous human activity showing up. I never get any peace.
